Think of me at times, when you grow old, and not unkindly, seeing that I have served you as best I could, and your master also, who I hope will soon find again that which he lost awhile ago." "Her Highness, Princess Userti," I suggested.
"The Princess Userti among other things, Ana.

Tell the Prince, if he should deem them costly, that those horses which I sold him are really of the finest Syrian blood, and of a strain that my family has owned for generations.

If you should chance to have any friend whose welfare you desire, let him not go into the desert soldiering during the next few moons, especially if Pharaoh be in command.

Nay, I know nothing, but it is a season of great storm.

Farewell, friend Ana, and again farewell." "Now what did he mean by that ?" thought I to myself, as I departed to make my report to Seti.